"What do I want?"

In the new marshal's mansion, that is, in the yamen of the former Ningbo prefect, Yang Feng sat on a Taishi chair, looked at the landlord and gentry kneeling in front of him, and then said lightly: "I want your land." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoHere is a document to voluntarily donate land to the government to show your loyalty to my Ming Dynasty and completely dissociate yourself from the Tartars, find each of you yourself, and then sign it, and you can continue to go home and do what you want. ”

Then he beckoned.

One of his men walked up to the gentry with a stack of paperwork that had already been written, and handed them out by name.

"Don't worry, I won't ask for all of you, according to the population of your family, each person can keep fifty acres, and donate the rest to the government, fifty acres of land is enough for one person to have no worries about food and clothing, even if he doesn't plant and rent to tenants, the annual rent collection is enough to eat."

Yang Feng held the teacup and said while drinking tea.

"Dashuai, what if you don't sign it!"

Chen Wenqi gritted his teeth and said.

His family doesn't have many other properties, all pointing to the 20,000 acres of land, and the eldest son scrapes the land in Jiangxi as a county magistrate, and the second son is a poor Hanlin, and he has to rely on the family's supply of silver to get fat, Yang Feng took most of their land at once, not to mention the others, and even the second son's daily expenses in Beijing can't afford to supply.

This is driving him to a dead end.

"That's very simple, you don't have to make any excuses like you, keep your head without braids, keep braids without braids, I can pull you out and cut you now, as for your family, as a family that holds my Daming rice bowl, but eats inside and out and is a Tartar official, if I make a raid and then throw your youngest son, your grandchildren and your old ones to the Keelung Coal Mine as slave laborers, and sell your daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law and daughters-in-law to Jiyuan, it doesn't seem too much, right?"

Yang Feng continued to drink tea and said indifferently.

"Robber, what a robber!"

Chen Wenqi scolded angrily.

"Pull this insulting guy aside and cut him down, and tell someone to go and raid his house now."

Yang Feng said casually.

"I'll sign, I'll sign!"

Chen Wenqi was so frightened that he hurriedly lay on the ground and shouted.

"Sign it, but if you sign it, you will be exempted from the crime of raiding your house at most, but this insult to the handsome and the crime of secretly keeping braids cannot be avoided, so I still have to cut off your head."

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Chen Wenqi lay on the ground with tears and snot in his eyes, and signed his name on the document tremblingly, and then broke the jar and threw the pen, just like the horse sect leader, he looked up to the sky and howled sadly: "God, why don't you strike a thunderbolt to slash this demon, the emperor, long live the lord, where is the army of the imperial court, where is the iron horse of my Qing Dynasty, why let these traitors run rampant so much!" ”

"Although I can understand what you call Kang Mazi, but if you call God, it will be very incomprehensible, as far as I know, for the sake of your family's 20,000 acres of land, you at least colluded with Tartar puppet officials to force four innocent lives, and more than a dozen families who sold their sons and daughters were even framed and sent to prison by you. When you were on the throne, you accepted at least 100,000 taels of bribes, and for these bribes, you created at least dozens of unjust cases, causing one person to be beheaded, four people committed suicide, and more than a dozen people are still waiting to die in prison or exile. You see, I know all this, and I'm curious about whether God will split me or you first when he uses thunder, so don't think you are wronged, you are innocent. ”

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he beckoned, and the two Ming soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged Chen Wenqi out like a dead dog.

"As for you, what choice do you want to make?"

Then he said to the rest.

The rest of them looked at each other one by one, and soon a soldier came back with Chen Wenqi's head, and when he saw the bloody head, one of them said without hesitation: "I sign, I sign, the villain doesn't even want the fifty acres, and is willing to dedicate all the land to the marshal!" ”

"No, not to me, but to the government of the Ming Empire."

Yang Feng corrected his mistake very seriously.

Of course, no one cares what difference he makes, anyway, whoever he is dedicated to will end up in the Marshal's Mansion, with this leader, and Chen Wenqi as a lesson from the past, no one else dared to fight anymore, and soon everyone signed their respective documents. A total of 121 large landowners, these people were forced to donate a total of more than 1 million mu of cultivated land to the government, and most of them were the best quality paddy fields, this number has actually accounted for more than one-third of the total cultivated land in these three places, if you add the confiscated Qiren fields in Yang Feng's hands, he or the government has more than half of the total cultivated area.

"Marshal, you can reward your subordinates enough, right?"

An old landowner said sarcastically.

In fact, in their speculation, the reason why Yang Dashuai grabbed so many fields was to reward his subordinates, after all, any change of dynasty, this is the most important means for the monarch to reward the ministers of the dragon, in fact, they also know that Yang Feng did not do too much, according to the normal way of changing the dynasty, it was simply to kill all of them, just like the Qing army did when they entered the customs, and then just stake the land.

"Bounty? No, the land will not be used for rewards. ”

Yang Feng didn't mind his tone, but looked at the paperwork in his hand and said casually.

It is true that he will not take it as a reward, and the purpose of the more than one million acres of farmland he has robbed in this way is very simple......

Hire.

After quickly recovering the land from these landlords, the Marshal's Mansion immediately issued an order to rent out a maximum of 15 mu per person, regardless of men, women, and children. The ground rent is one percent of the harvest, and this standard will never change, no matter under any circumstances, it is not allowed to be raised, even if Yang Dashuai is gone, as long as the successor wants to raise the ground rent, then the people can refuse to pay, if the successor forces the people who rent the land to pay a higher rent.

"Then you can rebel."

Yang Feng stood on a temporary platform, holding a paper tube in his hand and shouting at the crowd in front of him.

"Anyone, even the emperor in the future, if he wants to raise your rent or restore your land, you can take up arms and overthrow him, and this will be engraved on the stone tablet and will be erected directly in front of the door of every yamen. I am not assuring you now as the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses of the Ming Empire, but on behalf of my master and the gods in the sky, I will assure you that if there are emperors in the future who dare to force you to submit by force, they will overthrow this emperor as I now lead you to overthrow the Tartars. ”

He said loudly to the people in front of him.

He didn't believe that this could not solve the land problem, not only did he have to do it in Ningbo, but he also had to fight wherever he wanted, and those landlords would either give him the land as a reward and he would not touch the other industries of these people, or he would find an excuse to plant him, in short, let him raid his house and destroy everything. And these nationalized lands are forbidden to be bought and sold and forbidden to change their ownership in any way, and as public land belongs to the state forever, not to the emperor, but to the state, although the name is very fresh, and then the state rents it to the common people at a tenth, because there is no land, and the remaining ninety percent of the harvest goes to the peasants who cultivate the land.

In this way, we don't care about anything else, first of all, we ensure that as long as it is not a year of irresistible famine, the farmers who farm can have enough to eat.

And this also ensured the loyalty of those peasants to him, those peasants who obtained the public land, will never allow the Qing army to fight back, because once the Qing army fights back, they have to return to the life of being cattle and horses for the landlords, just like in order to ensure their share of the land, they will push carts to support the army, they will also do their best to help the Ming army, to ensure that they only need to pay 10% of the land rent.

"But in this case, when we attack again, those landlords will resist."

Huang Baijia said worriedly.

After he learned that Yang Feng had stabbed on the gentry, he deliberately came from Changguo to persuade this prospective grandson-in-law, but when he came, Yang Feng had already done everything he should do, and he also admitted that Yang Feng's trick was very useful to win over the hearts of the people.

But the consequences are also obvious.

This time in the battle of Ningbo, the local gentry did not resist, but it will be impossible in the future, they will not only resist, but also resolutely resist, not to mention the organization of regimental training and the Ming army to fight, that is for sure, Yang Feng took back the hearts of ordinary people but turned the gentry into enemies.

"All I want is for them to resist."

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

What he wants is for the gentry to resist, and then he can justifiably purge these people, saving him from making any donations like now, and even if he doesn't do this, those big landlords will not be able to be with him, and the small landlords and poor people will be with him, but the big landlords are absolutely impossible, because they all have relatives who are officials under Kang Mazi.

These people are used to making wall grass.

He was not worried that these people would become his enemies.

They are nothing more than doing group training to help Kang Mazi like they did when they shaved their heads, and they can't turn over any other flowers, but in the end, they don't have to rely on those poor people to serve as soldiers and fight for them? He didn't believe that once the Ming Dynasty's land system was propagated, the common people who could not eat enough under the pressure of land rent and land endowment would continue to support the big landlords who oppressed them.

He is not Hong Xiuquan, Hong Xiuquan has embarked on an evil path, but he will not.

Of course, the most important thing is that Hong Xiuquan has no plug-ins.